Octagon.
High above my head.
Framing a brilliant blue sky.
Fluffy clouds linger in the slight breeze.
Trees tops wave in and out of the frame.
Facing my God.
Asking why feels childish.
There are massively worse pains
in this chaotic world.
Yet still I ask.
No answer yet.
Singing aloud “Jesus loves me”
Tentatively at first.
Becoming my heart cry.
Loud and pure.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Dry eyes feel peace at first.
Gradually anger fills them till they overflow.
The why becomes more adamant.
Curling fetal towards the ground.
My heart crying WHY!
My words full of anger and despair.
My heart heaving great sobs.
Again, as a child.
It’s not fair!
It’s too much!
I don’t understand!
My tears watering the Earth He created.
Bit by bit the torrent subsides.
The anger begins to settle.
My body slowly unfurls.
Octagon.
High above my head.
Framing a brilliant blue sky.
Fluffy clouds linger in the slight breeze.
Trees tops wave in and out of the frame.
Facing my God.
The question remains why.
The answer this day
Peace. Trust. Determination.
So glad we had this conversation.
I Love you.
High above my head.
Framing a brilliant blue sky.
Fluffy clouds linger in the slight breeze.
Trees tops wave in and out of the frame.
Facing my God.
Asking why feels childish.
There are massively worse pains
in this chaotic world.
Yet still I ask.
No answer yet.
Singing aloud “Jesus loves me”
Tentatively at first.
Becoming my heart cry.
Loud and pure.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Dry eyes feel peace at first.
Gradually anger fills them till they overflow.
The why becomes more adamant.
Curling fetal towards the ground.
My heart crying WHY!
My words full of anger and despair.
My heart heaving great sobs.
Again, as a child.
It’s not fair!
It’s too much!
I don’t understand!
My tears watering the Earth He created.
Bit by bit the torrent subsides.
The anger begins to settle.
My body slowly unfurls.
Octagon.
High above my head.
Framing a brilliant blue sky.
Fluffy clouds linger in the slight breeze.
Trees tops wave in and out of the frame.
Facing my God.
The question remains why.
The answer this day
Peace. Trust. Determination.
So glad we had this conversation.
I Love you.
Although I am mad at you for doing that (you little stinker), I'm glad you got to spend time with your God. I ask Him why for you all the time. I don't know. But I'm along for the journey. I'll help carry you when you don't have the strength (come to think of it, there have already been times that I feel like I haven't had any strength and you have carried me). I love you Brookie!
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